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| love, like and friendship can be simple things, right?
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what is life without trust?
how do you get up when you're let down?
... it's cold out and i kind of hate it.
gosh, stop complaining.
it looks beautiful outside.
deceiving, yes, but it looks as if it were.
i have hard nights,
but God always shines through.
through answered prayer... open opportunities...
time with new friends... love from old.
i am grateful for what i have.
i am leaning on faith.
i am vulnerable.
i'll take what i can.
and give everything.
((i'm for sure going to be in colorado this summer.
God knows, it's going to be rough,
but it's going to be refining and renewing.
it's going to be breathtaking.))
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it's one of those nights.
why have you forsaken me?
for once, i know what i'm reaching for.
but it's not close enough.
it's not good enough.
but my hope remains.
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| God has been being so good,
as always.
but i'm still searching,
like always.
there's just something missing,
something that's completely in the way.
something that goes away when i'm talking with others about the Lord,
but is very much there when i'm talking with the Lord.
all i can do is ask that it's removed
ask that someone can remove it,
because i'm unequipped and not ready, i think.
but He is faithful and will mold me so that his Will for me and his Kingdom will be sustained and grow.
the rain has been beautiful,
even if it keeps me from riding my beautiful new bike.
i rode it enough yesterday, i guess.
but the rain is so good.
although manhattan smells like wet cow chips,
the rain is blessed and fresh and new.
...and all God's children are dancing in the streets.
meanwhile.
i'll keep praying for clarity.
watching for beauty.
living love.
and smiling.
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hi.
what do you say to a rusty xanga that hasn't seen any action since the 06's?
i mean, really.
of course, things have happened.
of course, my life is completely different than it was once before.
of course, i have so much further to go.
la dee da dee dum.
it's like chewing on old used gum.
it's hardly the same,
and i don't really like it,
but for some reason beyond my control,
i'm doing it again.
...
i don't chew on used gum,
but if i did, i'm sure that the anology would apply.
i have to say, though,
things that are good?
loving Jesus.
really loving Bill Clinton's lecture... and a lot of what he stands for.
having a great house for next year to look forward to.
being a girl with other girls.
sleeping. resting. dreaming.
getting somewhere.
encountering passions within myself.
being proactive.
what i'm doing this summer.
what i think i'm doing next summer.
what i've discovered that i want to do for the rest of my life.
Gretchen.
the state that i'm in.
i'm okay.
and that makes me so happy that i could cry.
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| i am hardcore. i will windmill kick you in the face.
so it's finals week.
it's taken me a month to get back to this thing.
i forget.
all too easily these days.
anyway...
it's finals week,
i have 2 (pretty much 1 with a baby one) on friday.
saturday and sunday were fantastic...
full of doing basically nothing.
except that i went on a hike yesterday in the konza by myself.
i needed to figure some things out.
i needed to talk to God by myself.
minus the birds.
and it was a good weekend.
but hey... guess what.
now i have the flu.
i feel like poop.
poor poop. if i felt this way because i was poop,
i would be very upset.
that is very unfair.
but i need to kind of study.
i just can't.
i have to sleep.
drink lots of stuff.
take meds.
take my temp.
lay around.
pooey.
but life is better than it was all semester, i think.
this is one semester i'd like to completely forget.
knowing me, i just might forget it.
but i'm excited to start anew.
although i'm kind of tired of screwing up and then starting over again.
i wish that i could just make things work.
i'm glad that i don't have to, though.
good luck, peoples.
it's almost over.
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